Hearing Consort Xian's tearful pleas for mercy, everyone dared only stand quietly to the side, for the Emperor was about to be enraged.
Di Jingcheng was getting impatient and had already covered the ears of the person in his arms to prevent her from being disturbed.
"If you say another word, you're dead." Di Jingcheng glanced at her impatiently and spoke coldly.
Upon hearing this, Consort Xian immediately shut up and dared not say anything more. She was so nervous that she was drenched in sweat, waiting for the emperor's judgment. She prayed that she could at least save her life.
Di Jingcheng was not in a hurry. He gently stroked the back of the person in his arms to comfort her.
Zheng San returned with a cup of hot tea. Di Jingcheng took it, tested the water temperature, and then coaxed her to drink two sips.
Ah Zi drank the warm tea, and finally her little head emerged from the man's arms.
She leaned her face against the man's chest, glancing up at the woman before her who had her head bowed. She was eager to investigate this woman. So, she whispered a few words in the man's ear: "May I ask her?"
Di Jingcheng naturally indulged her every whim, affectionately patting her head: "Of course, my darling can do whatever she wants."
Azi nodded happily, trying to get off the man, but he held her tightly and she couldn't get down. She glared at him, but he wouldn't let go.
Okay, so she gave in and stopped arguing with him, since it was quite comfortable to sit in his lap.
Azi turned to Consort Xian and looked at the woman in front of her, who was dressed in a simple and elegant dress and had a very simple hairstyle.
“Azi, Zheng San said she is a virtuous consort,” Di Jingcheng added from the side, completely distancing himself from the situation.
Zheng San: ...The Emperor's will to survive is too strong.
Azi nodded: "Consort Xian, please get up first, the ground is very cold."
Hearing Ranla Azi's clear and soft voice, everyone felt a sense of comfort and realized that she didn't seem to intend to offend Consort Xian, which made them like her even more.
Consort Xian finally heard someone speak to her and tell her to get up. Her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face. She staggered to her feet, not daring to look up at the two people in front of her.
"You seem to have a lot of malice towards me?" Azi asked directly, but her simple tone and innocent expression made it seem as if she was deliberately making things difficult for others.
Consort Xian shook her hands and quickly waved them, her face full of denial: "No, no, you must have seen wrong. I just... I just fell into the water and injured my body, leaving some aftereffects. My mind isn't working very well, and I also have some problems with my eyes."
Consort Xian started speaking immediately, and as she spoke, her face twitched unsightly, whether from nervousness or genuine illness.
Azi was naive, not stupid. She knew that the woman's gaze just now was clearly filled with malice and jealousy.
"Are you the emperor's concubine?" Azi's words were hurtful, especially to Consort Xian. Even the palace servants around her did not expect her to say such a thing.
Upon hearing this, Di Jingcheng became somewhat nervous. Would Azi be angry? He stared intently at the little girl's face, not missing a single expression.
At this moment, Azi looked quite serious, her watery eyes fixed on Consort Xian, making it impossible to tell whether she was angry or not.
However, Emperor Jingcheng knew that she cared, so he became even more annoyed with Consort Xian.
Consort Xian was caught off guard by her question and felt a pang of sadness. Yes, she was just a concubine.
However, her nervousness lessened considerably, replaced by a hint of melancholy: "Yes, Your Majesty, I am one of your concubines."
Upon hearing this, Azi continued, "So, you like the Emperor." She said this not as a question, but as a statement.
Consort Xian nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook her head, then nodded again and shook her head again... She wanted to cry but had no tears, not knowing whether to answer yes or no.
If you say you like her, then you're going against the emperor's beloved. If you say you don't like her, won't the emperor be unhappy?
Right now, she really wants to die! Aaaaaaah!
Azi understood and stopped making things difficult for her. She looked at the man beside her and said, "Your Majesty, you should handle this." After she finished speaking, she sat obediently in the man's lap and drank her hot tea.
Emperor Jingcheng looked uneasily at the girl in his arms, afraid that she was angry. He saw that she looked normal, but he was still very uneasy. So when he looked at Consort Xian, his anger intensified.
"Consort Xian's behavior was rash and disrespectful before the Emperor, and she should have been sentenced to death. However, considering that she was a Grand Secretary who served the court, she was granted special leniency and demoted to the rank of Lady-in-Waiting, and moved to Han Garden."
Consort Xian was stunned, not expecting the Emperor to be so heartless, but then she thought that her life had been saved, and she felt much better. She knelt on the cold floor to receive the imperial decree and express her gratitude: "Your Majesty, I thank you."
As soon as Consort Xian finished speaking, Emperor Jingcheng found the scenery here unpleasant, picked up the person in his arms, and strode away. A group of palace servants hurriedly followed, and the group disappeared into the Imperial Garden in a grand procession.
A cold wind blew, and Mu Wanyu slumped to the ground, watching the disappearing figure. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings; the events of the day had left her with a complex mix of emotions.
She sighed deeply, feeling distressed. "From now on, I'll just live my own life and not provoke people I shouldn't."
Just as she was contemplating her future, Yilan stumbled over. Disheartened, she returned to Chaoxia Palace, only to find that Consort Xian was nowhere to be seen. The palace servants told her that she had run away by herself.
Yilan searched everywhere and finally found Consort Xian, who looked blank, in the pavilion in the Imperial Garden. She rushed over and knelt down beside Consort Xian, saying sadly, "Your Highness, why are you kneeling here? It's so cold, and you're only wearing so little. This servant will take you back!"
Mu Wanyu nodded, weakly getting up with the help of Yilan's hand, and slowly walked out of the Imperial Garden: "Yilan, go back and pack your things, we're moving to Hanyuan."
Yilan looked up in surprise: "Your Majesty?"
"I can't call you Your Majesty anymore. I'm just a concubine now." Mu Wanyu laughed self-deprecatingly.
Yilan probably guessed what was going on, and supported her with heartache: "Your Majesty, Yilan will never leave you."
Mu Wanyu nodded: "Yilan, thank you."
“Miss, we grew up together, and Yilan will never leave you in this lifetime.”
Mu Wanyu was still touched, after all, the original owner had left behind a very good personal maid. Alas, it was still her own fault that she had harmed her.
Mu Wanyu walked absentmindedly, feeling very dizzy, and then her vision went black and she lost consciousness.
Yilan screamed in fright, "Help! Help!"
Back at Qian Yuan Palace, A Zi seemed unhappy after returning. She left Di Jingcheng behind and went back to her bedchamber alone. She lay down on the bed without paying attention to the man who followed her in.
Di Jingcheng cautiously approached, and seeing her petite figure motionless, he knew she must be angry.
He gently sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the blanket from the side and covered her with it, calling her softly, "Azi? Baby? Pay attention to me~"
Di Jingcheng immediately started to act coquettishly, but A Zi remained unmoved, raising her hand to cover her little ears, closing her eyes and remaining silent.
Di Jingcheng was not annoyed. He leaned forward and pulled the person, along with the blanket, into his arms.
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